Aboard on the cloud

The boredom game.

I'll show you magic,
it'll seem like heaven.
Everything will be plastic perfect,
and oh darling, then I'll destroy it all.
Just count till your lucky number seven.

Love is a game;
a fair game of fake love.
And I'm the one who makes the rules,
and the one who knows all the tricks.
I'm the one controlling this chess game,
and the one with all the winning tactics.

Watch your each step as you move,
cause I've laid terrifically terrible traps for each step that you take,
you'll only keep falling deeper and harder in my web,
that soon, you will only see yourself shatter and break.

I'm that girl in the pretty dress
whose vicious intentions are pretty obvious,
and my boredom incites me to play dark twisted games,
and I end only when i see me win and you going down in flames.

The game ends;
there's boredom again.
I find another player,
let the game begin.